Cpov
I've been on edge since I've seen Ana. I know it's pointless to stress over her since she flew back to Savannah Sunday. Maybe it's for the best that she left, something obviously changed her. I regret it the moment I thought it. She belongs with me, so her leaving will never be for the best. Yet she acts as if we never loved each other. That's just it, maybe she doesn't love me anymore. I grow frustrated just by the thought.
"Mr. Grey, your brother and sister are here to speak with you sir." Andrea voice booms out of the intercom.
"Send them in." Mia has been acting weird lately and Elliot has been avoiding me since Friday.
As they enter my office, I can tell Mia has been crying. Elliot has a look of guilt all over his face. My day is going to go from bad to worst. "What's going on?"
They both take seats in front of my desk. Mia looks down at the floor, Elliot takes a deep breath before he speaks. "Christian, we both did something that neither of us are proud of. But at the time we thought we were doing the right thing to keep you safe." Now I'm scared, it's never good when Elliot uses his serious voice.
"What is it?" I look between the both of them.
"Well, it was the night of your accident. We were so scared and we didn't know if you would make it... And that's when Ana told us about a letter she received."
I remember that letter, Ana blamed everything on herself because of that letter. " What does that have to do with anything? And why the hell is Mia so quiet?" She jumps at the mention of her name. I can see her trying to muster up the courage to speak.
"Well, we suggested that it would be better if Ana, stayed away from you." I can't possibly be hearing this right.
I lean in closer, so I can hear everything thing they're saying correctly. "You did what?"
"We just wanted you safe and out of harms way. How could that have been possible with someone trying to kill you over her." I try, and I do mean try to stay calm. Everything makes sense now. Mia went from being Ana best friend to not batting a eye after she moved away.
"SO, YOU DROVE HER AWAY? DID YOU EVER STOP TO THINK OF WHAT I WANTED?"
Elliot stands before me trying to give me excuses and protect our sister, not that I would ever really physically hurt her. "Christian, we all felt bad. We weren't thinking straight."
"Who all knew?"
"Kate and Ethan." So everyone she cared about made it seem as if she was the root of my problems. Poor Ana.
"And I take it no one tried to stop her from leaving." Their silence is my answer. "How could you? Ana wanted to leave me after she seen the letter. I had to practically beg her to stay. I love Ana and I would have done anything to be with her. If I was Ana I would have left to. She had no one to stand by her." I shake my head in disbelief, not understanding how people could be so cruel to someone they loved.
"Christian, we really are sorry." Mia snuffles as Elliot holds her close for comfort.
"What are you saying sorry to me for? You should apologize to Ana, that is if she ever speaks to you again." I rather not look at them right now, I gather my suit jacket and head out of my office. Taylor catches up with me in two long strides.
"Taylor, have the jet ready in a hour."
Apov
I love my job, and why shouldn't I. I get to introduce the written word to young minds. The high school I work for is one of the best. Most of the students are polite and my fellow teachers give me my space. But the best parts of my day are when I can come home and unwind. I usually cook dinner and grab a glass of wine but tonight is a take out kind of night. As I pull in front of my apartment, my phone begins to go off in my purse. I look at the screen and see that it's Kate.
"Hey" I'm still in no mood to go back to how we once were, but I do miss talking to her.
"Hey, I wanted to call and give you a heads up. Elliot and Mia told Christian what happened."
I'm completely and utterly shocked.
"Oh. I guess that's a good thing." I wonder how Christian reacted. "How did he take it?"
"Not good. Elliot said he stormed off, he hasn't answered his phone since." I almost feel bad, notice how I said almost.
"Anyway how's the baby?" After that we get lost in baby. Kate has really taken motherhood head on. She talks about her baby with so much pride and admiration, it's awe inspiring.
After two hours of talking to Kate, I head to bed. My always recurrent dreams consume me. I dream of me with child, in a huge house. I notice a ring on my finger but my husband is unknown. I'm woken by banging. I look at the alarm clock and it's one o'clock in the morning. Very hesitantly I make my way to my front door. I look out the peep hole and see Christian. I open the door and I can tell he's having one hell of a day.
"Christian, what are you doing here?"
"I know what happened."
I sigh." I know you do." I open my door to let him in.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't want you upset with them, in their own weird way they did it to protect you. I was hurt at first, but I got over it." Christian doesn't look pleased with my explanation at all.
"Don't give me that you got over it bullshit. I can tell by your personality that you're anything but over it. We could have been together these last two years but we're not, if you're OK with that tell me now."
I can feel the hold I have on my temper slipping before I explode, releasing two years of anger. "Your brother and sister did this to us. Granted I'm the one that up rooted her life and left but Elliot and Mia gave me every reason to. So do not think you can yell at me about us being together, how long did it take for you to replace me with Ashley?" I'm seething with anger and Christian looks stuck.
"So, you think I replaced you? Ashley and I aren't together. I mean, we have sex from time to time and she might spend the night here and there but we aren't a couple." I don't know if I should be relieved or not.
"It still doesn't matter, something always comes in between us." I think of all our failed attempts over the years.
"Ana, I know us being together might be hard but I'm willing to fight for us. I don't care if I have to fly here every weekend, I want to be with you. And no matter how cold you my seem, I know you want to be with me to."
He's right, I do want to be with him. Christian and I was never meant to be friends, we were always meant to be more. It'll be difficult but I know it'll be worth it.
"So you're willing to fly here every weekend?" I raise my eyebrow in a playful manner.
" I think you know I'm willing to do anything for you."
He leans in a places a soft kiss on my lips. And just like that I'm that fifteen year old girl all over again.